The caller with half a cock...

So tonight I took a call from a "submissive" who wasn't quite as "cocky" as he came across. At first, he seemingly refused to address Me as Mistress, clearly assuming that I was just a phone girl masking as a Domme - silly boy! I soon put him straight, telling him how much I would enjoy making him suffer unless he showed Me the correct amount of respect.

As I explained to him; boys like him are like wild horses and they need to be broken - breaking him would be very easy. Duly chastised, he became meek and respectful - the horse was indeed broken.

He went on to tell Me all about his fetish, and at first it was rather a grey area for Me. He explained that he was circumcised and he enjoyed being humiliated about that. Further questioning revealed that he had been circumcised for religious reasons, which lead Me to suspect that he actually wanted a bit of religious humiliation thrown in - not something I'm prepared to do.

So, I talked about how useless he truly was. No foreskin means he only has half a knob, meaning he can't be that good in bed really. He was pressing to find out if he would ever be worthy of fucking Me. "Even with a complete dick, you STILL wouldn't be worthy," I sneered amid his gasps of pleasure.

Then he talked about his ex girlfriend; and how she used to call him a Jew because he was circumcised. "Hold it right there buster!" I chastised him. "We leave religion out of this or this conversation ends right now!" "Sorry Mistress," came the very meek reply.

I made a point of telling him that to Me, he wasn't a real man because he didn't have a foreskin, how he's missing out of the sensation of having that piece of skin sliding back and forth over the end of his cock, and even wanking won't give him back that feeling. "You've lost something amazing forever!" I laughed cruelly, "and that's why you lost your girlfriend!"

I kept mentioned how he wasn't really a man because he was missing this part of him, how no amount of wanking would make it grow back. He came like a trojan, squealing the word "foreskin" over and over again. Yes, it was very hard not to laugh, but ever the professional; I held it together - at least until he hung up anyway....

But girls, this is how you turn things around. It was pretty obvious at the beginning of the call what his agenda really was; racial/religious humiliation. But I NEVER hang up - unless the caller is being abusive. A firm, but polite "no" is enough normally. And I know this guy will be back - I broke him and got him addicted - even if he has half a dick....

Piggie Pays For My Attention...ALWAYS!

My regular piggy called Me last night. He calls Me about once or twice a week, because the only way he can get female attention is to pay for it. He has the tiniest dick, which at the best of times, doesn't work and he's still a virgin, living at home with Mummy at the age of 27. Yes, I'd say that's pretty damn pathetic.

I take great pleasure in reminding him that the ONLY reason I'm talking to him is because he's paying Me. I don't want him to delude himself for a second that I'm actually interested in him. I mean he has very little going for him. In a normal situation, I wouldn't even piss on him if he was on fire. But the fact that he's emptying his wallet means he gets My attention.

That's not to say that I don't milk it for all it's worth. Of course that's My right. I tell him over and over again about the lovely things I've treated Myself to with his cash. How men have been on dates with Me, and have seen the gorgeous outfits he has bought for Me. He had the cheek to ask Me for a picture other day. I told him that I take, not give.

He's not allowed to finish the call until I say so. I made that very clear from the beginning. I call the shots and take the cash - he just spunks it away if and when I let him. I LOVE to watch the £££ pile up, reminding him every so often how much he has spent with Me and reminding him that it's not enough. You see I'm greedy when it comes to piggies, especially pathetic virgin piggies. He just feeds My greed. He also knows that when the money runs out - so does My attention. He's a means to an end - nothing more. And I constantly remind him of this.

Sometimes, when I can't be bothered to actually speak to him, I'll tell him this. But I'll still keep him on the line. He doesn't have choice - he has to stay on the line for as long as I want. So I'll go about My day - I might be watching TV, doing some housework, or even giving attention to more worthy slave on webcam. But still he has to pay and expect nothing in return. That's the role of piggies!